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stevenpiziks) wrote2008-08-28 04:38 pm
stevenpiziks) wrote2008-08-28 04:38 pm
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Cruising Night
Every so often, the Depot Town part of Ypsilanti has a Cruising Night. They close off the main street and people park their showpiece cars out in the open so anyone who wants can come and admire them. The boys hadn't done anything but lay around the house for several days, so Kala and I hauled them over for the latest showing. As with the state fair, they protested that they didn't want to go, but we ignored that. And as I predicted, once they got there, they liked it quite a lot.
There were antique cars and classic cars and custom cars. One memorable truck was painted bright orange and had a race car engine under the hood. For some reason, the floorboards were all covered in that shiny foil stuff. I don't know why--the truck was weird enough without making the interior ugly. Bizarre! There was an antique taxi from London that you were allowed to climb inside, and Mackie loved that. He also adored the motorcycles. The boy has a serious motorbike thing going. He rushed from car to car and bike to bike saying, "Awesome!" and "Sweet!" It was very cute.
One of the store proprietors had a big checkers game set up. He was giving away a free box of popcorn to anyone who could beat him. Aran played him to a near standstill, then made a single mistake that allowed the proprietor to win, barely. The proprietor gave Aran the popcorn anyway, saying that Aran was the first serious challenge he's had. Aran would be devastating at checkers if he could learn to plan ahead more than two moves, really. I wonder how he'd do at chess.
Sasha spent some time with us and some time off by himself, as is the habit of teenagers everywhere.
At the end, we got ice cream at the cafe, and then we went home.
There were antique cars and classic cars and custom cars. One memorable truck was painted bright orange and had a race car engine under the hood. For some reason, the floorboards were all covered in that shiny foil stuff. I don't know why--the truck was weird enough without making the interior ugly. Bizarre! There was an antique taxi from London that you were allowed to climb inside, and Mackie loved that. He also adored the motorcycles. The boy has a serious motorbike thing going. He rushed from car to car and bike to bike saying, "Awesome!" and "Sweet!" It was very cute.
One of the store proprietors had a big checkers game set up. He was giving away a free box of popcorn to anyone who could beat him. Aran played him to a near standstill, then made a single mistake that allowed the proprietor to win, barely. The proprietor gave Aran the popcorn anyway, saying that Aran was the first serious challenge he's had. Aran would be devastating at checkers if he could learn to plan ahead more than two moves, really. I wonder how he'd do at chess.
Sasha spent some time with us and some time off by himself, as is the habit of teenagers everywhere.
At the end, we got ice cream at the cafe, and then we went home.